Aspiration Feed کے بول

Hard steel thoughts, the patience for reality As the realisation unfolds, shedding the apathy Cold hearts speak, attempts to reach our sanity It's always deeds before words or you'll fail constantly I will never doubt my fate Ignite a chaos which shall lead With drops of blood, sweat and tears Upon your envy I shall feed Fight With force and the will in the night Construct and to build for the strife Your fortress - the tact in your mind With force and the will in the night Construct and to build for the strife Your fortress - the tact in your mind Leave all your constrictions behind With force and the will in the night